The ground graciously

receives all the fallen leaves

and makes no protest.

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Golden surprises

on a gray, foggy morning –

look closely; they’re there.

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Setting sun signals

Its slow departure while

owl yearns for the moon.

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As those flowers fold

and fade, the sun offers warmth –

a final goodbye.

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A yellowed leaf drifts

to the ground – a soft herald

of autumn’s approach.

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As I come and go

that field of bright sunflowers

smiles back at me.

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No breeze, just a strange,

almost breathless stillness this

hot August morning.

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Darkened skies herald

the approach of needed rain.

Sunflowers smile.

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 July, why can’t you

 pretend to be April like

February did?

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On fast-paced days

it helps to find a still point

as time thunders on.

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